It was a bogus affair altogether, kept by some blackguard or other of an Englishman. Here lay a heap of knockers of all sizes, from the huge lion's head to the small brass rapper: there, a collection of sign-boards, with the names and calling of the owners utterly obliterated. —Give me the letters, my love," she added aloud, and in her most winning accents; "they're some wicked forgeries. I get my driver's license tomorrow. Wood; "that's the surest way!" "No! no! give it me!" vociferated Wood, snatching the pistol, and rushing to the door, against which he placed his back. When she judged that she must be nearly back at the library, she began to feel somewhat dispirited. Somebody to whom she would be necessary, who for days would have to depend upon her for the needs of life. Crossing several fields, newly mown, or filled with lines of tedded hay, she arrived, not without great exertion, at the summit of a hill.
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